Where do I even start from? Chai!!! Onwudinjo!!! I met Daddy in the year 2000. I was introduced to his family by my best friend, his daughter Lynn. From the day of the introduction till date, I was accepted unconditionally and became a part of the family. Daddy and mummy saw me as their own daughter, and as such, treated me like one. Whenever they went on holiday trips, they would always bring back a gift for me, whether I was present or not. The love daddy had for me as a daughter also emanated from other members of his family. Daddy was the greatest adviser of all time, but he would never force his opinions on anyone. I remember some time ago when I experienced some challenges in my undergraduate studies in Medicine, daddy was there for me. He offered me his candid opinion whenever I sought his advice, but never failed to reprimand me whenever I fell out of line. He was a devout Christian, both in words and action; a man of peace, soft-spoken, but so full of life and energy. You could even see it in the way he related with his wife and us, his children. He lived an exemplary life in all ramifications, especially in his marriage. He loved his wife so dearly, that it radiated to everyone around. Daddy, you lived a good life, and this is shown in the legacy and memories of you, which are imprinted in our hearts. We can't question God because HE knows best. We are certain that you are resting peacefully in the Bosom of our Creator. We love you dad, but God loves you most. Jee nke oma, ezigbo nna.